When the crowd erupted in one of the biggest applauses I have ever seen, I knew I was not alone in feeling that I had just experienced something truly profound. Sigur Rós, Iceland’s greatest musical treasure besides maybe Björk, returned to the stage of Manhattan Center’s Grand Ballroom to bow to the crowd and thank them. They deserved every clap, every whistle, every sign of affection being displayed towards them. They had just taken us to the highest levels of musical Nirvana. Performances this amazing come about as often as a total lunar eclipse, and are no less phenomenal.
Sigur Rós’ albums have always acted like ethereal dreamscapes. They are powerful and moving, but nowhere near as explosive as what they displayed last night. Each song, from opener “Svefn-g-englar” to encore “Popplagi” was filled with such grandeur that it almost felt like an overload.
Only inches from the stage for the first 3 songs, documenting the performance, I felt like Icarus. Surely I was flying too close.
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